All Alone
Stan's POV
The next day, after getting up earlier than Kyle for maybe the first time ever, I'd sneaked downstairs to check something. What I hoped would give me a good excuse to go out, was there...or should I say, NOT there.
"Hey did yer' know we're low on food and stuff." I had reminded Kyle during breakfast.
"Huh...errrr...ummmm...no, not really – don't think so, I mean." He replied in some kind of dazed and tired tone.
"Well how about I go out for the day and do some food and whatnot shopping?"
"No it's alright, I'll do it." Kyle replied back again – by that time, he was already on his way to pick up his jacket and keys.
"Kyle it's alright, I'll go, really." He's not taking the single chance I've got to hide my little plan. So he smiles back and allows me to go.
Before I do leave, I look back at the portrait of me that Kyle made last night. As he said, we did indeed agree to put it up by the fireplace. Well...I don't mind – I like it up there and I can tell by Kyle's expressions whenever he sees it, that he likes it up there too. Anyway, this little trip into the city will give me the chance to try out my new automobile – a top-of-the-line brand spanking new 2019 GS-X 4x4 Land Rover – well, I need the space for shopping y'know. It's gunna be quite daft though driving this off-road technologically-filled 'thing' down the streets of Los Angeles, ha ha.
Grabbing the Rover's keycard and swiping the nearest pair of shades on the coffee table, I give Kyle a kiss and make my way to the door. Let's hope I can find the best goddam ring a K of money can buy. And it's only when I jump in the driver seat of this mammoth off-roader, turn it on and start to drive my way to the front gates of the estate that I realise something...today, in these six months of being Kyle...is going to be the first day ever where we two have been apart for the day. Wierd, with Kyle not around and I'm sure he'll agree with me, us two'll probably feel all alone today.
All Alone...(All Alone!)
All Alone…(ALL ALONE)
All Alone...(All Alone!)
All Alone…(ALL ALONE)
Kyle's POV
The land rover disappears from view and drives off down the tree-guarded channel of the Angeles Malibu Avenue. I let the window curtain drop down again and begin to walk back into the kitchen, but not before stopping……by the fireplace. Tee hee – I was so happy by Stan's reaction when I finally showed this to him. I guess he wasn't expecting it to look so life-like – I have a skill of really getting those tones exact to the point yer' think you're looking at a photo. The painting's hanging in a light-brown frame to the left of the centre above the fireplace. The reason for that…is because I've left an empty space to the right for one more. Ah yes, STAN'S painting. Last night in bed, after numerous minutes of teasing and flirting, I convinced him to do a portrait of me too.
"Kyle, I CAN'T do precise drawings and portraits – you of all people know that."
"Ah I don't mind – ever heard of cubism my black-haired friend?"
I don't mind – cubism is one area of abstract art I adore. Plus, he promised to do his best at it which is the best I could ever ask of him and receive back from him. Plus PLUS, he said he had something special to give me before we begun, so I can't wait to get started. BUT……he's not the only one……
Moving into the kitchen and pouring myself a glass of fresh orange juice, I look back at the discussion we had about who was the one who would go out to do the food and house shopping this time. Well, I guess after doing it three times in a row, I thought that I might as well give Stan the chance to do it now since he seemed so eager to win our little decision battle over that. I was a little jealous about it coz' it ruined what I believed as the only chance I got to go out to the jewelers and look for that very special something. But then I remembered – Stan IS out for the day doing the shopping after all. Knowing his curious characteristics, he'll probably go right across the city looking to do some other shopping that we need. So then, that gives me an even better opportunity to go out myself and look. Better yet, I've been to this special jeweler before and back then, I saw this ONE really beautiful ring that I thought would be perfect on that one very special day. So all I need to do is go out, head down there, hope none of the other rich people living in this city have snagged it before me, buy it and I'll be back home before Stan could ever suspect a thing. PERFECT! Now then, where's my car keycard?
Stan's POV
Man it's not just hot outside, but also inside this vehicle too. I'm wearing a flora-graphic light blue T-Shirt and a pair of white shorts and it still feels like a friggin' desert in here. Good thing this rover's got advanced cooler systems within the interior. Having been activated for about a few minutes now, the temperature inside's gone down slightly which is providing a much better feel as I'm driving down these sun-soaked busy streets of LA. The air-conditioning drafts are nicely but calmly blowing onto my bare legs and my body – there we go, that feels so much better. Ah, it's quite charming in a way – cars beeping, people talking and going about their busy and enjoyable lives, shop doors opening and closing every passing second, traffic flowing in and out of one another down every intersection of blocks and roads – I think I'll get quite used to this life in the city of angels – especially since this is the home of one of the most loving angels I've ever known, heh.
Now then, if the vehicle's sat-nav mapping is correct, the supermarket should only be a few blocks and a slight highway journey ahead. And no, in case anybody ponders at that slight possibility, I'm NOT shopping at Walmart. Hell, they probably don't even exist now anyway. Ever since that 'Walmart Rebeillion Act' of 2005, people all across the country have started discovering the 'heart' of the stores in order to destroy them. Ah yes, that takes me back – me and Kyle going through that whole nightmarish Walmart saga. Good thing we found the way of beating and destroying it. From that day on, it led onto a chain of any Walmart stores being destroyed. At last, the country was saved from a possible Walmart-owned America.
No, I'm heading to a new supermarket chain which have done quite good since it's only their sixth year of business. When Kyle told me about this place and then, when he told me about who owned and ran the business, I was totally shocked at what I heard. But then again, I should have figured it out by the name of the supermarket's business name – Stotch's. No wonder the guy they call Leopold Stotch has been in the yearly American rich-list as of late – 16 places below Kyle, but still doing quite well considering the kind of person he was way back when we were all 10.
But my thoughts immediately turn back to the atmosphere of this city. The noises all around me are easy to distract anyone from thoughts. It's such a great atmosphere to be in – so many stories, so many actions, so many things to look at and wonder.
Snatch a piece of my wonderin', Distant-far like yonderin'.
Skin of my tooth like, Seat of my boot like.
Fly in my soup like where's the waitress?
Can't take this - really can't face this.
These airs and all these graces.
It's my mistake, I make it - J-dub to the boom now make it;
Bounce wiggle, bounce wiggle - Shakin' all them pains out.
Chemical compounds…bound to blow the brain out!
Kyle told me that he and Butters had bumped into each other a few years back. Surprised but happy as they both were, they discussed their lives up to that moment and the main topic that seemed to be swirling within the darkened cafés of LA night-life, was me. Kyle said that he would always find himself telling Butters how much he missed me. And Butters was always there to give him advice and help him through the pain. That's quite odd considering 16 years ago, Butters'd probably be the LAST guy on anybody's list to ask for advice. But that guy's changed over the times – he's gained confidence in himself, changed his attitude to life AND……he's come out of the closet – much to…well…no one's surprise. I knew he was gay all along but I guess HE DIDN'T…up until a few years back. I haven't talked to Butters yet (yep, six months of chance and nothing) but it would be nice to catch up with an old semi-friend.
Known to what these sayers say it,
Known to what these doers do it.
We shoot where and you-know-where.
We's about to take it clear - We's about to make it clear.
We're happy or we're lonesome.
The long jump, the beat heart, from start to finish.
Ten spoons of spinach, the soul and the spillage.
The cup that runneth over - return it or we're OVER!
Highway time! Two turn-offs and a little more road distance and I'll be there. Good thing there's a jeweler near the supermarket.
Kyle's POV
Right where is it!? Where is that goddam gorgeous ring I spotted only a few months ago. I hope it's not gone – I'll be super duper pissed off if anybody's took it or worse…stole it. The jeweler who owns this shop knows how much I stare at that ring so hopefully, he knows how much I want it. Strange how I'm by myself today whilst shopping. Obviously, I don't want Stan around so that I can keep it a secret, but it feels weird hen he's not around. I haven't got a clue where he might be at this moment in time, but it's good to know that I'll be going back home tonight either him waiting for me to arrive back or that he'll be back some time after I arrive back. Better than knowing that I'll be the only one coming back into the house, that's for certain. But still……
All Alone...(All Alone!)
All Alone…(ALL ALONE)
All Alone...(All Alone!)
All Alone…(ALL ALONE)
YES…FOUND IT. There it is – sat on a central stand within the main presentation glass case of the store. And how lovely does it look? VERY! It's a pure 24-carat gold ring with four sapphires around the circular fixture with a diamond in the middle of the group huddle of precious stones. Without any hesitation, I ask the shop-keeper that I'd love to buy it. Handing him the money and receiving it in a luxury black ring-box, he places it carefully it in a carrier box – apparently this ring is so precious that he won't even let me carry it normally. But anyway – I've finally got it. Tonight……will be the night!
Close your eyes and see,
When there ain't no light.
All you'll ever be,
Come and savor the night.
'Coz I don't believe,
When the morning comes, it doesn't,
Seem to say an awful lot to me!
Later that night, I'm in some kind of sitting stance just like Stan was last night. And before you ask……I've got my clothes ON! Stan meanwhile is sitting himself up with TWO pallets of paint, three different brushes and a palette knife. MY MY, he's an adventurous little guy isn't he?! Though he said he's going for a cubism style, I trust he'll make it as good as possible. Luckily, I remembered to hide the ring and its case in my back-pocket. As soon as Stan is sat completely behind the canvas, I'm gunna make my move – hopefully…he won't suspect a thing.
Stan's POV
Is it completely out of sight? BRILLIANT! Alright……Stan……breathe deep……and keep focus. Don't fuck this up – you've been wanting to do this for quite some time so don't fall at the last hurdle. Right……here goes nothing.
I 'accidentally' drop a paintbrush onto the floor so that it slips onto the floor behind where I've stood – that'll give me a perfect opportunity to take my position.
"Whooops – can't start a painting without all my brushes. Lemme just kneel down and pick that one up." I call over – getting out of my seat and getting into the kneeling position. I'd bought the most precious and beautiful ring I could get – a pure gold ring with a circular collection of small emeralds and a tiny diamond in the middle. Time to take out the…
Kyle's POV
Great, here's looking away – now's my chance. "OK, lemme adjust my position a bit." NOW……I kneel down – looking back at my trouser pocket and I pick out the case. Flicking it open to reveal the ring sitting in the cushioned stand inside, I raise a confident smile and look back up. And there's Stan………kneeling………down…..on one leg and………WHAT…THE……………
Stan's POV
………………………………………………………………WHAT……THE………Kyle……he's……kneeling down also – looking at me with a confused and shocked look on his face. But it's the 'thing' in that small cube case he's got in his hand that grabs my attention. That object…it looks similar to the object I've got hold of in my hand. Wait a minute……OH MY GOD! THAT'S A RING – IT'S A FUCKING RING…FOR ME!!!
We both kneel and stare at one another's shocking action for a solid silent minute before anything else happens. Both wanting to be the first receiver of this, we both start to stand up…at the same time but then stop and kneel down again – realizing we're both thinking on the same wavelength here. We try again…but once more……we do it at the same stupid time. Dam, this might take a while.
Kyle's got a huge smile on his face as if he's about to burst into tears of joy. Knowing he wants to be the first person asking – I stand up at the third time of asking. I place the case and ring on the floor beside me and look down at Kyle.
"Will you……Stanley…Randolph…Alexander…Marsh………make me the happiest man in the World…and MARRY ME!?"
There's only one answer to such a question. "YES……I WILL!" His face lights up and he slips the ring onto my finger. "Right then…"
"Oh yeh…" He remembers – standing back up so I can have my turn.
"Will you……Kyle…Matthew…Broflovski…make me the…well…2nd…no…JOINT happiest man in the World…and MARRY ME - even though I've already said YES to marrying you!?"
"It makes no difference…my answer would always be the same……YES YES YES YES YES YES!!!"
YEEEEEEES! And as I slip HIS ring onto HIS finger, our excitement for each other becomes too much to hold in and we both stand up and give each other a huge hug.
"But first………" I whisper into his ear. "I believe I've got a painting to complete……of you."
"I believe you do………lover."
We look at each other and laugh. Kyle sits back in his seat and takes his position again. I walk back and sit down behind the canvas – grabbing hold of the first pallet and the first paintbrush I'll be using tonight. Looks like I'll be needing a little gold yellow for a tiny new area in the design tonight.
Author's Notes: w00t…at last! Apologies if it was a tad cheesy and daft but I thought it'd be really nice and CUTE if they performed that at the same time…I guess they weren't expecting that huh?!